I try seeping through you Sia
I fail.
Ah Sia! You remain glued
So effortlessly,
Scattered across ceilings— I.
Bits even escape through the ventilator
To reach you Sia
Among bodies carved in bronze
You live in navels.
Plasters peel.
HOO LI YA
Am letting you go Sia
In handfuls of flakes.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009

ফাটল ধরেছিল আয়নাতে
ঘুণ ধরা কাঠের মত
ক্ষত বিক্ষত হয়ে যাচ্ছিল আয়নাটি
রক্তের পিপাসা জেগেছিল তার
সেই পিপাসায় মাতাল
ছটফট করছিল আয়নাটি
কন্ঠস্বরহীন তার ক্ষিদে
নিজের ভিতরের গলাপচা প্রতিবিম্বগুলোকে
তাই ছিঁড়ে খাচ্ছিল আয়নাটি।
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The Mirror
Infested by mites
Wood-like
It cracked.
Delirious
It desired blood.
Reflections within
Severed, trapped—
Carcasses
Upon which it fed
Its soulless hunger.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Doors
Friday, December 26, 2008
Halloween
We make love you say?
What difference does it make
Anyway?
I flap my wings
Naked in my bloodbath
I scream to be heard
A bat
I bump against a tree
Its daylight
Again
I have raped myself.
What difference does it make
Anyway?
I flap my wings
Naked in my bloodbath
I scream to be heard
A bat
I bump against a tree
Its daylight
Again
I have raped myself.
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